October 04, 2004
I still struggle with it daily. Despite having turned to God sometime ago, the feelings still hit me constantly. The melancholy sets in deep into those cold and dreary nights and the sword of despair drives itself into the heart of my emotions, twisting and turning before leaving me in a desolate heap. I can't quite explain why I feel the way I do. The only assurance I can give is that I am not crazy, neither am I suffering from any psychological problems. Hell, I should be able to tell right. After all, I am learning about mood disorders and stuff like that.
I was thinking about what I was going to do when I got home. After all, it's not too early to think about that considering I only have about a month to go before I'm headed back for sunnier shores. It hit me. I should make full use of the 3 months to explore my future avenue of work. So in came Jane's. I applied for an internship in Jane's today and I am keeping my fingers crossed. With a little luck, and with God's blessings, I'll be wearing a suit and walking down Shenton Way in December. Now just the wait for the reply. That alone is going to kill me.
Traveller fell apart at 9:19 PM